I was newly divorced, at home alone on a Wednesday night. I was washing the dishes from my daughters favorite dinner, chicken Alfredo. My arms were elbow deep in the warm, bubbly water when the door bell rang.<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

I glanced at the clock on the wall as I dried my hands on a cranberry colored dish towel. It was a quarter to nine, my daughter was already in bed for the night. I opened the door and jumped back as the mid February night air nipped my nose.<\/p>\n

There, in the door, stood my handsome neighbor, clutching a bottle of wine in his hands.<\/p>\n

I motioned him inside and shut the door behind him.<\/p>\n

\u2018I\u2019m sorry our first meeting was so rushed,\u2019 he apologized. \u2018I brought you this wine to welcome you to the neighborhood!\u2019 He handed me the bottle. It was a white wine, I forget the exact name.<\/p>\n

\u2018Thank you!\u2019 I gushed. I reached up to touch my hair, which thankfully was brushed and straightened. I looked much nicer than I did the first time we had met, several weeks prior.<\/p>\n

\u2018Care to join me for a glass?\u2019 I invited.<\/p>\n

He followed me into the kitchen, as I popped the cork and poured two glasses.<\/p>\n

\u2018I\u2019m sorry\u2026I\u2019m not much of a wine person,\u2019 he confessed, removing his hat from his head and placing it on the counter.<\/p>\n

\u2018Well, you have to help me toast!\u2019 I said, and handed him a glass.<\/p>\n

\u2018Here\u2019s to new beginnings! And new friends\u2026\u2019 I said. We clinked our glasses together and drank. He drew back from his glass and smiled, his dark eyes crinkling in the corners. \u2018This tastes better than I thought it would!\u2019<\/p>\n

We stood in the kitchen and drank the rest of the wine. We visited for several hours, and I found myself absolutely entranced with the rich baritone of his voice, the gracefulness of his movements, the easy way he joked and laughed with me.<\/p>\n

Something overcame us close to midnight, as we realized the bottle was empty. Heads buzzing, our hearts were happy and my world spun as he went in for a hug.<\/p>\n

Lord, that man felt wonderful against me. But I couldn\u2019t begin to guess what he would do next.<\/p>\n

He looked deep into my eyes, raised my chin just the littlest bit and kissed me. Slowly and beautifully.<\/p>\n

The whole world stopped.<\/p>\n

I was a bit saddened when he drew away. But he winked at me, told me he would see me around and left.<\/p>\n

The story isn\u2019t over yet, so I can\u2019t exactly end it. Anyways, I digress\u2026<\/p>\n

The neighbor and I became\u2026ahem\u2026intimate the next time we met up. He led me to believe that we were getting serious, and then, when I asked for clarification as to what we were, he stated that he just wanted to be friends.<\/p>\n

Another girl had broken his heart long ago, and he never really recovered. (Thanks a lot, Amanda! Grr)<\/p>\n

I have spent the last four years building an intimate and close friendship with him. This man is almost a part of me at this point. But something continues to hold him back and he just can\u2019t bring himself to commit to me.<\/p>\n

I\u2019m at a crossroads with him now. I hate to let him go, but I want a family, a future. He doesn\u2019t.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s a hell of a situation to be in.<\/p>\n

Source: Quora<\/p>\n

Article first appeared at TSG VICE. Click here to go there!<\/a><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I was newly divorced, at home alone on a Wednesday night. I was washing the dishes from my daughters favorite dinner, chicken Alfredo. My arms […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[161,76],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/costaricasex.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12018"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/costaricasex.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/costaricasex.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/costaricasex.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/costaricasex.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=12018"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/costaricasex.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12018\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/costaricasex.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=12018"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/costaricasex.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=12018"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/costaricasex.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=12018"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}